(y/n) (l/n)
age 10
"what made you a monster?"-
(y/n)'s pov
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It's been two years since our family's death and no one knew who the killer was. No one even bothered to look for those bastards who killed our parents.
Our parents saved everyone, but when in times that they needed help — no ome showed up. They were good people, and they don't deserve that.
People would call us the wingless birds, having our crowning glory taken away from us, they trampled on our family name and mocked us for being a part of our family.
We were lucky to be able to survive winter and summer without dying. We were able to survive storms and god seemed to be very cruel that he didn't even killed us during times when we had nothing to eat or when we're having a high fever. He never let us die.
Kaito-nii and I lived by stealing money and foods from other people. We plunder in order to survive slums of Musutafu.
Children of fallen heroes who became rats of the society. Sure, it wasn't the best title for us but we managed to live. Kaito-nii and I are fine being called that way.
Wingless birds.
We we're fine even if no one was there to save us. We don't need someone. Kaito-nii and I were fine with it. We still had each other.
Months and months went by, and Kaito-nii was getting home wrapped by bruises all over his body. As always, the street thugs stole the food that he received from the good people in the streets.
But we're fine. We can eat in another day and we can still live with it. We had live for days without food, it doesn't bother us one bit.
"All might..." I heard Kaito-nii mutter his name again as he watched the headlines of the newspaper. And for the first time again in forever, his eyes sparkled with hope.
I could only watch him in silence while his eyes beamed with idolization and awe as he watch that hero named All Might.
"What's so great about him, niichan?" I remembered asking him that.
He turned to me as his hands grabbed my shoulder while he shook me excitedly, "He's the best hero, (y/n)! He's the coolest and I promise you that when I became like him, you'll never starve again! I'll make plenty of money that we won't live in that smelly sewers ever again! I promise!" he told me which brought a smile in my lips.
"then, if you became a hero, i'll be your number one fan, niichan!" of course, I witnessed how great Kaito-nii was, and I belived that he can be a hero just like All Might!
He ruffled my hair as he grinned widely, a sight that I almost never get to see for almost 2 years, "You better be! Your niichan will become the best of the best!"
And that is what we both thought. We thought that the world will be nicer to us but it disappointed us.
Summer that time when we were kidnapped while we were sleeping. Unknowingly, we were brought along with other kids who got abducted to an Underground Auction in Sapporo.
Kids like us will be used as slaves by all kinds of people we get sold to. They say that if you're lucky, you'll end up with a nice person that'll adopt you.
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